Full Moon Paddle on Old Woman Creek
Right here in our own backyard, Lake Erie sits a hidden gem, Old Woman Creek National Estuarine Research Reserve (OWC), one of the Great Lakes’ few freshwater estuaries.
Most people hear “estuary” and think of salt marshes, but OWC is something special. It’s where Old Woman Creek meets the lake, creating a rare mix of fresh and lake waters that support over 300 bird species, fish nurseries, and unique wetland plants. The calm, protected channels wind through cattail marshes and wooded wetlands, offering a peaceful paddling experience that feels a world apart from the open lake.
A Night to Remember
Our recent Full Moon Paddle brought together a mix of “never-evers,” recreational kayakers and canoeists, and a few seasoned vets ready to soak in the moon's Sunday evening vibes. It showed up bright as “high-noon sunshine,” throwing a gorgeous silver reflection across the creek. It felt like every bird in the reserve came out to greet us before the sunset disappeared behind the marsh. You know they were showing out, LoL! We had good eats, new friends, family connections, and the best staff and volunteer crew you could ask for.
For some, it was their very first paddle; for others, it was a return to familiar waters. Either way, the time on the water and the wildlife sightings reminded us why being outside matters.
Full Moon Paddle on Old Woman Creek
Right here in our own backyard, Lake Erie sits a hidden gem, Old Woman Creek National Estuarine Research Reserve (OWC), one of the Great Lakes’ few freshwater estuaries.
Most people hear “estuary” and think of salt marshes, but OWC is something special. It’s where Old Woman Creek meets the lake, creating a rare mix of fresh and lake waters that support over 300 bird species, fish nurseries, and unique wetland plants. The calm, protected channels wind through cattail marshes and wooded wetlands, offering a peaceful paddling experience that feels a world apart from the open lake.
A Night to Remember
Our recent Full Moon Paddle brought together a mix of “never-evers,” recreational kayakers and canoeists, and a few seasoned vets ready to soak in the moon's Sunday evening vibes. It showed up bright as “high-noon sunshine,” throwing a gorgeous silver reflection across the creek. It felt like every bird in the reserve came out to greet us before the sunset disappeared behind the marsh. You know they were showing out, LoL! We had good eats, new friends, family connections, and the best staff and volunteer crew you could ask for.
For some, it was their very first paddle; for others, it was a return to familiar waters. Either way, the time on the water and the wildlife sightings reminded us why being outside matters.